Yun Qiusheng's voice suddenly rang out in the turbulent void, carrying the coldness and certainty of an ancestor-level expert who had seen through all things. "Everyone, this beast's yellow sac is its fatal weakness. It is the core that carries all its Absolute Thoughtlessness and annihilation, and it is also the only place it still needs to 'rely on'."
"Let us join forces and aim at Huang Nang, then strike him down completely." As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Yu, Jin Hanyan, and Qin Zhien nodded in unison. Without saying a word, at this moment, everyone's auras were finally aligned in silence.
Qin Yu took the first step forward. The void beneath his feet did not shatter, but rather seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand, transforming into a blank space yet to be written. The Source-Cause Construct Heart within his body resonated violently, and the Primordial Formless ceased to manifest as a domain.
Instead, he forcibly compressed and restrained it, condensing it into a "Formless Axis" that runs through himself and the world. Rules, logic, and narratives are stripped away layer by layer along this axis, leaving only a pure, almost primitive "finality".
As he raised his hand, the center of gravity of the entire battlefield seemed to be subtly shifted. For the first time, the enormous body of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor appeared "unstable" in spatial perception. The location of the Yellow Sac was forcibly highlighted from the chaotic background, like a bullseye nailed to the center of the world.
Almost simultaneously, Jin Hanyan had already achieved a deeper level of connection with him. She didn't approach Qin Yu, but her aura completely overlapped with his. The Formless and Annihilation Other Shore didn't fully unfold as a defense, but instead contracted in the opposite direction.
She herself transformed into that Silent Void Origin Point before chaos, and then, using that void as a boundary, she gently raised her hand. The power of Silent Void quietly extended along the Formless Axis constructed by Qin Yu. It was not an attack posture, but a granting of "final permission," as if silently telling heaven and earth that this strike could be successful and could reach the end.
The Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor emitted a low, distorted tremor, its six legs and four wings tensing simultaneously, not for movement, but instinctively contracting the Absolute Thoughtlessness Source surrounding the Yellow Sac, attempting to drag that only weakness back to an untouchable level. At that very moment, Yun Qiusheng and Qin Zhien moved at the same time.
Yun Qiusheng spread his arms, and the aura of the Chaos First Palace Ancestor ignited completely. He did not unleash a simple killing technique, but rather a move originating from the Primal Judgment before the separation of chaos. Behind him, a boundless and limitless chaotic sea of shadows appeared, its waves surging...
A massive Chaos Judgment Scar formed out of thin air. The slash was not sharp, but it carried the power to "pull everything back to the starting point and re-evaluate it." It pressed straight down on the outer edge of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor's yellow sac, forcibly tearing open a layer of protection for Qin Yu and Jin Hanyan's coordinated attack.
Qin Zhien moved steadily forward on the other side. His Severed Thought Realm · Advanced Stage was no longer used for defense, but was completely converted into offense. He severed all the causal lines in his sea of consciousness, leaving only the shortest and most direct path of killing. With a wave of his hand, it seemed as if a silent "judgment" was made between heaven and earth.
It was an Ultimate judgment that did not depend on form or energy, but directly acted on the very existence and rationality of the target. It intersected and suppressed Yun Qiusheng's Chaos Judgment Scar, firmly pinning the Yellow Sac of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor to the intersection of the two forces.
In that instant, the power of the four people truly merged.
The Formless Axis penetrates the target, the Silent Void Origin Point grants permission for the end, the chaotic judgment suppresses the origin, and the Absolute Thoughtlessness judgment seals off the way out.
For the first time, the Yellow Bag of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor was exposed to such pure and concentrated slaughter. Fine and strange cracks began to appear on the surface of the bag; these were not damages to the material itself.
Rather, it was a sign of the collapse of the "bearing capacity" itself. The light and darkness of the entire battlefield were frantically reversed at this moment, as if all existence was holding its breath for the impending final battle.
The moment the four combined attack landed, the heavens and earth seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand. Qin Yu's divine power and Jin Hanyan's power of Silent Void intersected in the air, forming a streak of light that pierced through all realms. Yun Qiusheng and Qin Zhien's Ultimate Dao power struck down like two heavy hammers simultaneously, and the core known as the "Yellow Sac" deep within the chest and abdomen of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor cracked open with a deafening roar.
The dark golden primal cracks spread wildly, as if it would shatter completely in the next instant, turning into dust that filled the sky. At that moment, the sky suddenly tore open, Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss, like an open, deep pupil, cast down a beam of blinding light. That light did not resemble energy, but rather a "will of existence" forcibly written into it.
The force of the attack landed directly on the yellow sac, pinning the cracks to a halt amidst the piercing resonance. The trend of shattering was reversed, and dense logical patterns appeared on the surface of the yellow sac, like the Fate Soul meridians that had been stitched back together. The combined shockwave of the four people was forced back, causing the world to lose its balance, and the starry sky to sway like a curtain.
Immediately afterwards, the abyss roared again, and a second beam of intense light descended. The pulling force contained within the light caused space to lose its direction. The body of the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor was seized by that beam of light and instantly dragged, folded, and had its path smoothed out, directly teleporting him to the entrance of the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss. Only the lingering ripples of destruction and the still echoing Daoist resonance remained in the battlefield.
The Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor staggered and steadied himself before the entrance to the abyss. Beneath his shattered black-gold armor, the logic of his Fate Soul slowly operated like a broken and reassembled star chain. His head was lowered, and the yellow sac in his chest and abdomen was still trembling slightly. The cracks had not disappeared, but they were suppressed by a strange and cruel power, and he began to slowly heal himself.
Its breathing was heavy and disordered, each exhale carrying with it the afterglow of chaos, as if gathering strength for the next transformation. In this instant of deathly silence and echoing, the Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss trembled slightly, and the void around the entrance cracked like glass. Two powerful figures stepped out from the cracks, their feet not on solid ground, yet their footsteps caused the starry sky to resonate with a low echo.
The first figure unfurled shattered yet sharp bone wings, the edges of the wing blades resembling obsidian star crystals, with dark golden lightning veins flowing through the cracks. Crimson eyes ignited in the darkness, and the long blade in its hand dragged a burning star trail. With each step forward, the surrounding space was cut into fine cracks, as if even the universe itself was giving way.
The second figure was as tall as a mountain, its body wrapped in heavy shackles forged from star chains and causal locks. The other end of the chains disappeared into the depths of the void, seemingly connected to countless worlds. It held a slowly rotating star vortex in one hand, within which the light and shadow of time, space, life and death alternated and collapsed. When its other hand fell, fragments of rules slipped through its fingers like dust.
The auras of both spread out simultaneously, causing the star field near the entrance to the abyss to collapse silently. The supreme pressure of the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme made no attempt to conceal itself, and the aura of one of them was even approaching the edge of the Realm Breaking Realm, like a sword that had not yet been fully drawn but was already enough to cut through an era.
They stood side by side, their gazes coldly surveying the battlefield's wreckage, as if the final, earth-shattering attack they had just witnessed was merely a preliminary test.
Causal Soul Logic Realm Abyss rumbled low behind them, the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor slowly raised his head, his chaotic breathing gradually calming down, and a new killing intent re-condensed deep within his Fate Soul.
Yun Qiusheng's expression darkened the moment the two figures fully materialized. His gaze swept back and forth between the shattered bone wings and the figure entangled in star chains, his voice low and urgent. "Damn it... those must be the last two Main Soul Commander. I thought they were just at the Guardian level, but I didn't expect them to have already reached the Severed Thought Realm · Supreme."
His Fate Soul force was still slowly repairing itself, each flow carrying a subtle stagnation. For him now, an opponent of this caliber was no longer a problem that could be solved by a direct confrontation. Qin Zhien's expression was equally grave, the Dao patterns on her palms not yet fully closed.
He replied in a deep voice, "Old Yun, the injuries to our Fate Soul logic are still there, and the Primal Chaos Heavenly Emperor himself is already at the Severed Thought Realm · Middle Stage. Three heads at the same Severed Thought Realm... This situation is indeed troublesome."
Under this oppressive aura, Qin Yu slightly turned his head, his gaze falling on the petite, azure figure on his right shoulder. His tone was steady and resolute. "Azure Ring, are you confident?" Azure Ring floated beside his shoulder, her azure-flame hair swaying gently. There was no tension on her face; instead, a smile tinged with disdain appeared, "What's there to be afraid of? It's just a three-headed demon beast at the Severed Thought Realm. Don't worry, Little Qinzi, I've got you covered."
As she spoke, her tone was light and cheerful, yet it was as if she were stating a predetermined fact. The Annihilation Pattern that appeared around her slowly rotated, as if some underlying order of heaven and earth had begun to tilt towards her.
Jin Hanyan was not completely reassured by this relief. She glanced at Yun Qiusheng and Qin Zhien, and whispered to Qin Yu, "Yu, the two ancestors are injured, and their Fate Soul logic is still unstable. Next... we may have to bear more responsibility."
Her tone was gentle, yet it carried an undeniable calmness. Qin Yu gently pressed her hand, his gaze remaining steady. "It's alright, Hanyan. We still have Azure Ring. Everything is under her control."
Jin Hanyan then raised her eyes, looking at the Azure Ring on Qin Yu's shoulder with gentle yet firm eyes, and said softly, "Yes, Yu, I believe in you." In that instant, her trust was not only placed on Qin Yu, but also on the power represented by that small blue figure, a power capable of influencing the final outcome.
In that brief whisper, the space opposite suddenly lowered again, and the Main Soul Commander held the Milky Way Star Vortex in his palm took a step forward, the vortex slowly rotating in his hand.
Reflecting countless worlds' birth and death, his voice was cold and hollow, as if coming from the abyss itself. "You sinners, why don't you quickly offer up your source to avoid physical suffering?" As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding rules tightened abruptly, as if even the thought of "resistance" was forcibly suppressed.
At that moment, Qin Zhien's eyes suddenly blazed with fury, and the Fate Soul patterns within his body, which had not yet healed, suddenly lit up. He shouted fiercely, "Bullshit! You mere demon beast, how dare you spout such nonsense here!" His voice was like thunder, directly tearing through the oppressive aura, declaring that this battle would not end in surrender.